His Nanny Mate - Season 3 Episode 8

Moana

“I’m sorry,” Edrick whispered, his eyes wide as he took in my appearance. “I didn’t mean it.”

His face showed nothing but sincerity. I was hurt by what he had said, but I couldn’t stay mad at him. Without a word, I held my arms out for him.

Edrick looked at me for a moment with shock on his face before he slowly walked toward me. He walked right into my arms, and his scent overwhelmed me. That sweet, tantalizing scent that made a shiver run down my spine.

Outside, the sky had darkened and it had begun to rain. The sound of the rain hitting my windows filled the silence around us, and the darkness made me want to feel more of Edrick’s warmth.

I looked up at him then. He was watching me intently as he held me, his steely gray eyes searching my face with sincerity and pure emotion. In the dark light of the thunder storm outside, I thought that he looked so handsome. His gray eyes were ever so slightly glowing that same silver color as before, and I felt a slight smile spread across my lips as I noticed that tiny detail.

Edrick opened his mouth to say something, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. I wanted him too badly; it had been too long, and now, as his scent filled my nostrils, I felt too compelled to be with him again. Before he could get any words out, I suddenly reached up and grabbed his face, pulling him down to my level. I pressed my lips against his with fervor and felt my body become overwhelmed with sensation, with desire. As I kissed him deeply, Edrick let out a surprised moan. He pulled back slightly, only to give me an intense look of passion, before he firmly pushed me down against the bed and pressed his warm body against mine so that I could feel him entirely, which only filled me with even more desire.

Suddenly, Edrick scooped his arm under my back and pulled me up further onto the bed. I felt his hand then slide up my skirt and along my thigh, his fingers brushing my skin as he made his way to my panties. His kisses traveled down my neck and along my collar bone while he teased me beneath my skirt, and I ran my fingers through his hair while I felt my back arch beneath him as I was overcome with pleasure.

The rain beat down heavier on my window, covering up our heavy breathing and soft gasps. A lightning bolt struck outside, and at the same time Edrick suddenly stood and began to remove his belt. I sat up, breathing heavily, and pulled my dress off over my head. As I did, Edrick’s eyes traveled down over my breasts, my rounded belly, and my thighs. I stood then and began to work at the buttons on his shirt while he buried his face in my hair.

We undressed each other in the dim light of my room, with only the sound of the rain to mask our own sounds. For a few moments, we stood there and took each other in. The Alpha billionaire’s eyes studied me intensely in the dim light while his hand tentatively reached out and cupped my bare breast. I felt a shiver run down my spine and I bit my lip as he reached down further with his hand, feeling me between my legs. Then, with a smile, Edrick peeled the blankets down on my bed. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me down with him, covering us in the warmth and safety of my quilt while he positioned himself above me.

His muscular chest pressed up against me firmly, like he wanted every inch of us to be touching. While I wrapped my legs around him, his lips traveled across my skin, causing goosebumps to raise all over me. I felt his hand then travel down between my legs, and our eyes locked as I felt the pressure of him entering me next. I suddenly felt the long-awaited filling sensation of finally being with him again, which I had sorely missed since our one night stand. Slowly, and with a bit of a smile playing on his lips, he began to move. We both simultaneously let out a soft moan, and his hand cupped my face while we began to move together beneath the blankets. His dark hair fell into his eyes while he gazed down at me. I arched my back and pushed my hands up against his firm chest while I twisted my hips against him, feeling so full with him there, and our lips only parted from one another to make soft sounds or kiss different body parts while the rain poured relentlessly outside my window and thunder rolled through the sky.

By the time it was all over, I had almost forgotten entirely about why I was upset with Edrick. I only felt overcome with peace and happiness, and my body felt as light as a feather. It felt as though a great, huge weight had been lifted off of me, and as I laid on Edrick’s chest and traced my finger along his skin and felt the bumps of his tight muscles beneath my fingertip, I couldn’t help but smile.

Neither of us said anything. We didn’t need to. It felt good just to lay in quiet together, listening to the rain and each other’s breathing. Edrick lay beneath me with his eyes closed and his hand running through my hair. His breathing was deep and steady, as though he was on the verge of sleep. With the pouring rain outside, I felt as though I could have fallen asleep, too. I very much wouldn’t have minded falling asleep there to the sound of the rain and the images of our shared passion flickering repeatedly through my mind.

We did fall asleep, for a little while. I laid on his chest and let myself doze off in the safety of his arms as I listened to the sound of his steady heartbeat filling my ears.

But we weren’t asleep for long, however, as we were both eventually awoken by the sound of frantic knocking on the door. We woke up still tangled in each other’s arms, and as the frantic knocking continued, Edrick quickly jumped up and put his pants on. I jumped up as well and hurriedly threw my dress on over my head, thinking that Ella or one of the maids might walk in at any moment and catch us in our post-passion embarrassment.

When Edrick opened the door, Selina was standing there.

“What is it?” he asked, sounding slightly worried by the look in Selina’s eyes.

Selina looked back and forth between us for a few moments, clearly trying not to notice the fact that Edrick was shirtless and my hair was a mess, before her cheeks went slightly red and she finally spoke.

“The police are downstairs,” the old housekeeper said, sounding both confused and concerned, and a little sheepish as she surely knew what she had just walked into. “They want to speak to you.”